Ye Qiu still remembers that in the Sansheng Pool, he beat the young master surnamed Wang, who was the grandson of the great elder of Luofu Sect.

Then he once teased the great elder of Luofu Sect in the Aolai imperial capital, making him fart continuously, and he was an old acquaintance.

Moreover, when the Kaiyang Holy Lord mentioned the Medicine King Valley, Ye Qiu immediately remembered Zhu Tianqing, a master of the Tribulation Period that he met, and the old shopkeeper of Fuguilou. They had agreed to meet in the Medicine King Valley, but because of these messy things, they were delayed.

"Mr. Ye... Can Mr. Ye have any countermeasures?"

When the Holy Lord Kaiyang saw Ye Qiu in a daze, he called in a low voice.

Ye Qiu's thoughts were interrupted and he subconsciously said, "What's the countermeasure? Fight."

"What? Fight?"

The Holy Lord Kaiyang was obviously choked and was shocked.

Several Supreme Elders and the Master of Yin and Yang Sect also changed their expressions.

"What's wrong? People are bullying and coming to the door, why are they spoiling him? Do you have good tempers?"

Ye Qiu said in confusion.

The Holy Lord Kaiyang was a little amused and laughed and cried: "It's not that he has a good temper, but that he can't fight. The two sides signed an agreement to compete fairly and not fight. The disputes arising from subordinate planting sects and disciples are also resolved by the people below. The high-end combat power of both sides should not be fought in the holy land. This is a difficult problem."

"The Yin-Yang Sect has few people, and the sect studies are all numerals such as the Zhou Yi Bagua. They have poor combat power and cannot be beaten, so they are often bullied."

"And the disciples in the sect are also lacking interest. Even if they issue contribution tasks, there are very few people who receive them. Moreover, I, the Holy Land of Kaiyang, established religions with Confucianism and Law, and ordered the disciples to go to war, but I really couldn't do it."

Ye Qiu rolled his eyes and said, "Pretty, since they are all low-end combat power, it is to let the Shabao Camp fight. My people don't have that many problems."

"Shabao Camp? Mr. Ye was joking. This time, Luofu Sect sent out two thousand inner disciples and almost all out. When this Shabao Camp goes up, Qu Lingxi is killed."

The leader of the Yin-Yang Sect was also a little helpless. Mr. Ye seemed not as reliable as he imagined.

When someone asked for advice, he wanted to fight without saying a word, and now he wanted to let Shabao Camp fight. This is not a gentleman, he is clearly a gangster and hooligan. And it seems that he has never seen any world. Shabao Camp can fight against the inner disciples of first-class sects?

"Bang!"

The Holy Lord lit up his eyes and slapped his thighs and said, "It's really a good idea, this is a way."

Several Supreme Elders also nodded secretly. They also heard about the deeds of Shabao Camp. If they were unexpected, they should be used as a surprise weapon.

The leader of the Yin-Yang Sect suddenly became dumbfounded. What was the situation of this saint master? Was he crazy? He actually listened to this guy? What a joke?

Could it be...

The leader of the Yin-Yang Sect suddenly thought of a question. Could it be that the Kaiyang Holy Land doesn’t want to care about this matter?

Thinking of this, the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect suddenly became anxious. The entire sect is about to evolve into a planting sect. If there is no harvest this year, it will be "hungry".

"Holy Lord, you can't do this. It's really not possible. This tax will be increased by 30%. I pity my family, all waiting for this place to eat."

The leader of the Yin-Yang Sect was about to cry, his voice was choked, and Ye Qiu was also confused. He was not the leader of a first-class sect, but he was clearly an old farmer who had no harvest.

At the same time, Ye Qiu also sighed in his heart. It seems that it is not easy for the sect to survive in the four continents. In fact, the root cause is the same as that of ordinary people. However, ordinary people are busy for a meal, and the people in the sect are busy for resources. As long as they do not ascend, the person will be human after all.

The Holy Lord Kaiyang laughed and said in a silence: "Don't misunderstand by Master Qiu. We also know that it's not easy for you and will not be perfunctory to you. This sandbag camp was brought out by Mr. Ye himself, and its combat power was extraordinary. Just in the morning, the 100 sandbags led by Mr. Ye had defeated the 300 elite inner disciples of the Moyun Peak."

"What? Shabao defeated the elite disciples of the inner sect?"

The leader of Yinyang Sect almost glared out his eyes.

“It’s true.”

The Holy Lord said with certainty, and the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect had to believe it. His eyes looked at Ye Qiu even more awe, and even with a little fear. Who is this person who can actually train the Shabao Camp to defeat the inner disciples?

However, the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect was surprised and said, "If you have such a strong support, you don't have to worry about the Luofu Sect being damaged any more."

But then the Yin-Yang Sect leader's face turned bitter again and said aggrievedly: "There is another thing. In the past few times, the spiritual herbs that have already harvested have been destroyed by 30%. The rest are the ones with the worst quality. I am afraid that the orders from Medicine King Valley this year will not be able to be accepted."

The Holy Lord and several Supreme Elders were also a little worried. Without spiritual herbs, what's the use of resisting the disciples of Luofu Sect?

Ye Qiu sneered and said, "Can you still be stumped by this? Do you want the Medicine King Valley? These spiritual herbs will not be sold?"

"Sales? What is sales?"

After Ye Qiu said this, everyone in the hall was stunned and confused.

Ye Qiu rolled his eyes and said, "I mean, they don't want it, so can't you sell it to others?"

The Holy Lord shook his head and said, "Selling to others is just to earn some spirit stones. We do not lack spirit stones. But we provide them to the Medicine King Valley, and the Medicine King Valley leaves 50% and the remaining 50% is refined into pills for us."

Ye Qiu said helplessly: "Your brains, is it possible that only the Medicine King Valley in the four continents can refine elixirs? Can't you put these spiritual herbs to other alchemy sects and casual cultivators? Isn't it just a deep processing of grain? They are all of them, and they are 50% more. You are so happy to give them one achievement."

The Holy Lord and Ye Qiu said one thing, and the Holy Lord was a little overwhelmed and said impatiently: "Why can't you understand it! Anyone can refine elixirs, but the small sect cannot refine advanced elixirs. Only the Medicine King Valley can do with elixirs of sixth grade or above."

The Holy Lord's anger scared His Highness the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect. Mr. Ye is going to be bad, but he deserves it. The Holy Lord said something and said something, isn't this obvious search for trouble?

Ye Qiu suddenly realized the crux of the matter. Looking at the Holy Lord who looked like you had never seen the world before, Ye Qiu curled his lips and said, "You are not good at brains and are still stubborn. Why do you have to refine high-level pills? You can't refine low-level pills? What are your brains thinking?"

The Holy Lord was completely angry and said angrily: "What's the use of low-level pills?"

Ye Qiu said bluntly: "Why is it useless? If you don't need it, it doesn't mean others don't need it!"
Chapter completed!